Drifting apart, I flow through you
And weave time in mythical frames
Of destined leaps of insanity…
I flow through you
And demure lilts of mist embrace me
In your myriad rhetoric…
I flow through you
And pray not to fall in love
With your chatoyant mask…
I flow on
And you unassumingly wait…
My evocative kisses find their way
To brooding desire of visceral stones,
And I greedily grip your shoulders!!
As we whisper...
Utopia would never be the same anymore...
Now I pray to fall in love with you... <3 <3
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